Mike L. Saliba, Jr.
Mike L. Saliba, Jr. passed away on January 24th, 2018 after a brief illness. Born Jan 29, 1943. A Prominent Contributing member to the City of Atlanta where he was born and raised, Mike was a 1961 graduate of Sylvan Hills High School and served his country with The United States Navy. Lovingly referred to as Big Mike or Deedaa, He will be greatly missed.
Preceded in death by his parents Mike Sr. & Catherine Saliba, siblings Toby Phillip (Bobo) Saliba and Eloise Saliba Keough. He is survived by his son Mike L Saliba III, daughter Deborah Ann Barnes, grandchildren Maisey, Jonah, Anthony, and Josh. Survived also by Sisters Ann Saliba Brown, Lucy Saliba Allen and Candy Saliba Chandler; and numerous cousins, nieces and nephews.
A memorial service for Mike will be held on Feb. 24 at 11 am at Christ Central Church 620 Paulding Plaza, Dallas Ga. Pastor Stephen Everett officiating.
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Please leave a story, a found memory, or a shared moment that you have of my father Mike. This would be greatly appreciated by Myself and our Family. Big Mike was no Saint so if you have a story that would be a bit risque or something of his wilder, younger years, then send it directly to my email, mnmsaliba@gmail.com.
So to family and friends please take a moment of your time and share with all of us a moment from this mans life so that his time with us continues on.
Miss you Deeda!!
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I know I didn’t come by much the last few years since being home, but I never stopped loving you! You were the only grandpa that I got to have around growing up and I loved it. I know this isn’t goodbye, it’s see you later! I hope you’re living it up up there! I l oenyou so much DeeDa
Rest In Peace my friend…
Miss you brother. I know you are at peace and pain free, but it still hurt to let you go. You are in good hands. The family will be united again some day.
THE BROKEN CHAIN by Ron Tranmer
We little knew that day GOD was going to call your name. In Life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone. For part of us went with you the day GOD called you home.
You left us beautiful memories, your love is still our guide. And although we cannot see you, you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same but as GOD calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
When I was born, my brother Mike was just a few days from turning eighteen. I remember looking up at him through little toddler girl eyes, he seemed as tall as the door, nearly reaching to the ceiling. It was as if my eyes blinked once and there he was in his Navy uniform, even bigger than life. There are so many things we did and shared that I could never mention them all here. One day, as an adult, I realized that my big brother was not really so big, just an average sized man, but I knew at that moment that he was a hero, he was my hero from the time I looked up at him as a little girl. He had always been there for me and even though he didn’t really reach the ceiling, to me he really WAS bigger than life. I love you, bro,you will forever be my hero.
You were my stepfather being that you “stepped up to the plate” from day one , you were the only father I ever had as my biological father cowardly declined the job and even though you didn’t have to you chose to and ill always be grateful for that and ill always love you and admire you for that! Thank you Deda for being my dad all my life by your unselfish loving choice. I love you very much i always have and that will never change. Ill see you again deda. Tell Mom and Danny grandma and granddaddy I said hello cause I know they are all there with you. Ill be seeing you .
Deborah
You were the first man to reach me to fish and the one who first let me taste a beer to show me how nasty it was so I wouldn’t want to be a drinker. You were always the best to go to for a laugh if I was feeling down and you taught me that being just a little bit crazy is just fine, the only person who needed to take comfort in it is myself. Rest in peace Deeda, I love you man.
R.I.P. Mike (Deda) Saliba, we all will surely miss you.
Saliba, Milliorn, Shelton, our mothers were a big part of PTA at Perkerson Grammar School from the time we started there in the early 50’s. Each family was fairly large and each had children about the same age, Mike and I were the same age. Both Milliorns and Saliba’s trade at the Shell Station my Dad bought in 54 at Perkerson and Sylvan. Mr Saliba brought his cab in on Sat morn for service and cleanup . Was the first car I drove without any one in it, I was 12 years of took him home and drove back by myself, times were different back them . Have many fond memories of the three families at paper drives, fairs, field trips and so on. My thoughts and prayers are with your family and pray you have as many warm memories as I do.
Big Mike as i always call the news came later i wish i was there to see you breath your it would have been a well deserve farewell.You did well and Im proud to know you. Stary safe
Rocky
To a dear friend and Co-worker who I could always depend on and who never let me down. I will miss your voice, your conversation, and hearing how much you loved your son, grandchildren, and your beloved cats. You were honest to a fault and you will always be missed. May you be exalted by virtue of your good heart and may you have no regrets. Bless you, Mike!
To a great man you can trust, depend on, ask for help or advice at anytime and he will do his best. A good man who was like a father or an older brother to me. It has been almost twenty years since we knew each other. We shared the good time and the bad time. I will miss you and everyone too but the good memories of you will always be there. Now you are in a better place my friend.
God bless your soul.
RIP-best cab driver in the world Bella was sad to hear about your passing I’m happy I met you.